Gabby and Bradley thought that their pasts would remain dormant, that happiness was theirs for the taking. Still the strongest of relationships can be rocked by the ugliness from a previous life, even if it seems to be a world away. The fact remains an ugly past is never distant. It taints everything it touches, drives permanent rifts between loved ones, and sometimes can ruin everything. Gabby and Bradley must find the only way to battle the past. Forgiveness becomes a light through the darkness, a guide for the lost, and hope for the hopeless. With forgiveness comes bright, new beginnings.
Everyone has a past…good or bad, they are always there. They lurk and linger in the shadows, sometimes reappearing at the most inconvenient times.
I have read the same line multiple times. I can’t concentrate, and I feel bad for blowing him off. I’m startled when I feel a finger tapping on my shoulder. I grab my chest with my hand and yank the ear buds from my ears. “You scared the living daylights out of me.” I take a deep breath.
Bradley erupts out into laughter. I glance back and scowl at him, but it doesn’t last long. He’s only in his boxer briefs, and when he laughs all of his muscles clench. I can’t help but smile. “Seriously. You scared the crap out of me.”
He puts his bottom lip out like a puppy dog face. “Awe, I’m sorry.” He holds his hand out to me. “Come to bed, and I’ll make it up to you.”
It’s not like I was going to be getting any studying done anyway. I certainly won’t now that I’ve seen him in his underwear laughing at me. I put my hand in his and push my stuff to the side on the sofa. He pulls me into his arms, our bodies crushing into one another. “I’m not sure I’ll make it back to the bedroom with you,” he huskily breathes.
“Oh?” I ask as he starts to nibble on my ear.
He wraps his arms around my waist and starts to back us up closer to the bedroom. His kisses move down to my neck. I move my head to the side to allow him easier access. I feel like all of the tension I’ve been feeling the last couple of hours is melting away, and I’m turning into pile of mush. I have no idea how he can make me forget I care about anything else in the world with just a touch, just a kiss.
When we are in the bedroom, I notice the flicker of light coming from the bathroom. He keeps moving until he’s backed us in there. There are candles lit all along the wall where the bathtub is. The tub is already filled. There’s soft, soulful music playing. “Told you I didn’t think I’d be able to make it to the bedroom with you.”
He starts to undress me, pulling my sweater over my head. Then he covers my exposed skin with kisses where the clothing had been. I thread my fingers through his thick, dark hair as he makes his way down, unbuttoning my jeans and sliding them down to the floor. “Ha, you’re sneaky. When did you do this?” I ask.
“While I was waiting on you to come home.” His tongue teasingly swirls around my belly button.
I suck in a sharp breath. “Ah, this is why you wanted me to come to bed?”
“Mmm hmm,” he mumbles.
When he’s gotten me fully undressed, I watch as he straightens his body, pushing his boxer briefs to the ground. I reach out to grab his erection. He smiles as I do. “I wish I didn’t have to wait. I mean, it’s not like anyone would know that I didn’t keep the promise. It’s not like I’m in high school and if I got pregnant it would be the end of the world.”
He pushes my hand away and shakes his head. “Stop it. Stop.”
I feel like a child. I hate it when he scolds me like that. He kisses my forehead. “You know you’d regret it. You’d know. That would be enough.”
“I hate that she knows what it’s like to be with you and I don’t,” I whisper.
He pulls me into his arms. “She may have been with me, but I wasn’t with her. I was, but I wasn’t. Does that make sense?”
I shrug. “I guess.”
He pushes me back and tilts my chin. “When we’re fully together, Gabby, it will be a first for me.”
“It will be the first time I’ve ever truly made love to a woman. The first time that I loved the woman more than anything in this world. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you.” He softly kisses me. “You have a part of me that no one, and I mean no one, has ever had before.”
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About The Author
J.B. McGee was born and raised in Aiken, South Carolina. After graduating from South Aiken High School, she toured Europe as a member of the 1999 International Bands of America Tour, playing the clarinet. While attending Converse College, an all-girls school in Spartanburg, South Carolina, she visited Charleston often. It quickly became one of her favorite vacation spots. She met her husband, Chad, during Christmas break her freshman year, and they married in 2001 and she moved back to her home town.
In 2005, the couple welcomed their first son, Noah. J.B. finished her Bachelor of Arts degree in Early Childhood Education at the University of South Carolina-Aiken in 2006. During her time studying children's literature, a professor had encouraged her to become a writer.
In 2007, she welcomed their second child, Jonah, and she became a stay at home mom/entrepreneur. In 2009, the found out their two children and J.B. have Mitochondrial Disease. In 2011, a diagnosis also was given to Chad. Please take a moment and learn more about Mitochondrial Disease. Awareness is key to this disease that has no cure or treatments.
J.B. McGee and her family now reside in Buford, Georgia, to be closer to their children's medical team. After a passion for reading had been re-ignited, J.B. decided to finally give writing a shot. Broken (This Series), is her first book and first series.